/////May 1, 2002 - 10:35am/////

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I haven`t had much to say lately. At least nothing I feel compelled to share with a
bunch of strangers. Good and bad things are rolling around my planet like the tide
of the opalescent oceans I rule mixing water and salt, hot and cold, dark and light,
forming a compound substance that I now must weed through and make sense of.
Since life`s been a little bit overwhelming, as a tribute to my lack of creative license
in a time when I need it most, I give you Turn out the Lights:

i`m searching for things that i just cannot see
why don`t you don`t you don`t you come and be with me
i pretend to be cool with me, want to believe
that i can do it on my own without my heart on my sleeve
i`m running, i`m running, catch up with me life
where is the love that i`m looking to find
it`s all in me, can`t you see, i can see, why can`t you see it`s all in me.
-N. Furtado

I will be back very soon, in full satire attire, to tickle your toesies


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